Looking through the windowpane
Is it just me or we all can see through the pain
Like the drain, this feeling stinks
Deep in somewhere, it like a hornet sting
Drinks do not help anymore
Take me to the top and throw me down
And make sure you hit the winning score.
This darkness is what I consume
Either it'll take me up alive
But if I do survive
I'm pretty sure that vision will be rectified
Stuck in this tide
The moon is the dark
And the ocean is my life
No matter what I do this thing rule's my mind
Sitting on the throne
I'm its kingdom
Don't even know when this sneaked inside
And still, my burning soul is my light
It's the only light my only guide
Lay me down & cover me up in whites
This might be the end & I don't know what it's like.

I wish, that I was optimistic
I wish that I could trust my intuition
To most negative thinking makes you a pessimist but
To me negative thinking means I'm just realistic
That's how I feel, ain't that a twisted view?

When my hunger is no more.
And when all is numb,
when the snow below my feet is nothing more,
than mere ice.
My eyes close at once.
Everything is dark.
And soon, I am a pile of snow.

I am distracted by the notion
of love
and a little hope
and everything
in between